Sad poems about listening to the rain

1. Sad sentences about listening to the rain.

1. Quietly, I sat at the table, concentrating on the falling rain; listening to the heartbeat; concentrating on the longing... …Let this deep-rooted feeling penetrate deeply into the rhythm of life, and then merge into every drop of rain, falling in every corner of you; merge into a trickle, soaking in every inch of land you walk on.

2. Pedestrians walking in twos and threes on the road held up umbrellas and walked quickly. Their eyes that passed by did not understand my sadness. My sadness is a person's sadness. I just want to walk alone in the rain. I don't want them to know my sadness.

The raindrops slid down my hair and slid across the corners of my eyes, like tears. 3. It started to drizzle in the sky. I wonder if it was too sad. Even God couldn’t help crying.

4. Rain is the tears of sad clouds. The heart is always lonely when dark clouds are gathering, and bursts of heart-felt rain fall down. 5. The air that has been exposed to the rain, the tired sadness, the fairy tale in my memory has slowly melted away. 2. Listen to the sad sentences of the rain.

1. Listen to the sound of the rain, every drop is clear, your breath is like raindrops seeping into my love.

2. Waiting for rain is the fate of an umbrella.

3. I like rain and like to look back on the past while watching the rain. Like looking into the future while listening to the rain. Sad quotes for a rainy day.

4. It rains in the sky and on earth. Manzhu is red all over, and the flowing water forgets the river.

5. When it rains, people’s thoughts always drift away with the wind.

6. The haze of the sky, the silence of the earth, and the roar of the wind are not as deep into my heart as the sad sound of the rain.

7. I like rain and the hazy feeling of early morning rain. I like the silence and mystery of dusk after the rain.

8. The drizzle caressed me gently and taught me warmth in my heart; the violent rain hit me hard and taught me a lesson; the ruthless rain sprinkled me randomly and taught me to go home early.

9. The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow.

10. I like rain because it feels comfortable. I like rain because it is pleasant. I like rain because it is as sad as me.

11. I like rain and like to watch the rain when I am bored. I like to listen to the rain when I am alone.

12. The rain beats on the banana leaves, and it rains for a few more nights. I am waiting for tears to remind you who you love.

13. That rain was so beautiful that it made people cry. Does the departure of the rain also mean that it’s time for us to end!

14. I like rain and the energy in the morning after rain. I like Huang Huangyu’s stubbornness and persistence.

15. It started to drizzle in the sky. I wonder if it was so sad that even God couldn’t help crying.

16. The rain splashes on the clothes, caressing the face, on the independent mountain top, who knows, I have shed a thousand tears, whether it is tears or rain, I don’t care, I just want to hear his heart from afar.

17. The air that has been exposed to the rain, the tired sadness, the fairy tale in my memory has slowly melted.

18. The rain breaks the heart, the wind sheds tears, the dreams are lingering, and the love is long-lasting.

19. That rain was so beautiful that it made people cry. Does the departure of the rain also mean that it’s time for us to end!

20. The air that has been soaked by the rain, the tired sadness, the fairy tale in my memory has slowly melted.

21. The drizzle caressed me gently and taught me warmth in my heart; the violent rain hit me hard and taught me a lesson; the ruthless rain sprinkled me randomly and taught me to go home early. 3. What are the sad poems about rain?

1. Seeing the moon in the palace makes me sad, and hearing the heartbreaking sound of bells in the rain at night. --Tang·Bai Juyi·"Song of Everlasting Sorrow"

The main idea is: (because he missed Yang Guifei) Tang Xuanzong felt sad when he saw the moonlight in the palace, and felt heartbroken and painful when he heard the ringing of bells at night.

2. The cold and cicadas are desolate, and it is late in the long pavilion. The showers have begun to subside, and there is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital. Fang is nostalgic, and the orchid boat is urging it to go. --Liu Yong of the Northern Song Dynasty, "Yulin Bell"

Meaning: The cicadas after autumn were chirping so sadly and urgently. Facing the pavilion, it was evening, and a heavy rain had just stopped. We set up a tent outside Kyoto to say goodbye, but we were not in the mood to have a drink. When we were reluctant to leave, the people on the boat were already urging us to set off.

3. It was rainy and windy last night, and I couldn’t get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep. I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but I found that the begonias were still the same. Do you know, do you know, it should be green fat, red and thin. --Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Ling·Last Night Rain and Wind Sparse"

Meaning: Last night, the raindrops were sparse and the night wind was strong. Even though I slept soundly all night, I was still drunk. Ask the maid who rolled up the curtain, how are the begonia flowers in the garden? But she told me that the crabapple flowers were still the same as before. Alas, you know what? Do you know? After a night of wind and rain, the crabapple tree should have lush green leaves and withered red flowers.

4. It is raining in the middle of the night on the sad pillow, and it is raining every now and then. --Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Tian Zi Picking Mulberries·Who Plants Banana Trees in front of the Window"

Meaning: Full of sadness, unable to sleep, but it rained again at the third watch, bit by bit, and kept ringing. stop.

5. The young man listens to Yuge upstairs, the tent is dimly lit by red candles. A young man in his prime listens to the rain in a boat. The river is wide and the clouds are low. The wild geese cry out in the west wind.

--Southern Song Dynasty·Jiang Jie's "Pop Pops Listen to the Rain"

Meaning: When I was young, I listened to the rain in the singing tower, with red candles and light tents under the dim light. When I reach middle age, I am on a small boat in a foreign country, watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, and in the west wind, a lone goose that has lost its flock is wailing.

6. On the dance pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain. -- Xin Qiji of the Southern Song Dynasty, "Yongyu Le·Nostalgia for the Past in Beigu Pavilion, Jingkou"

7. In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, there are many towers in the mist and rain. ―――――Jiangnan Spring Quatrains‖ by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Meaning: More than 480 ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasties, with countless towers shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain

8. It's cold and rainy, and I come to Wu at night, and I see off my guests in Chu Shangu during the day. -- Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower"

Meaning: The misty misty rain spreads all over the Wudi and Jiangtian all night long; I send you off early in the morning, and I am alone with Chushan and have endless sorrow!

9. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. ---Tang Dumu's "Qingming"

Meaning: On the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and people traveling on the road are confused and desolate as if their souls have been cut off.

10. The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the mood of spring is fading. Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at midnight. --Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha Ling"

Meaning: There is a gurgling sound of rain outside the door curtain, and the rich spring spirit is about to wither. The woven brocade quilt cannot withstand the cold at the fifth watch.

The image of "rain" in poetry:

Rain is a common image in Chinese classical poetry. As a carrier of melancholy, rain is often used to write about separation and sorrow. The more desolate the rain is, the more powerful it is. It reflects the poet's inner sorrow. Therefore, the poems are mostly sad and sad. The lines of "Rain and Tears and Drops" reveal a bit of sadness brought by wind and rain 4. What are some sad sentences about "listening to the rain"

At night, there are no stars or moon, and everything is shrouded in darkness; it is raining in the sky , can’t see, can only hear.

Outside the window, there is the gurgling sound of rain again, knocking on the tung trees with withered leaves, on the scaly black tiles with thousands of petals, and on the soft eyebrows. Listening to the sound of rain, let me let my imagination fly; my imagination soars freely in this endless rainy night.

Listening to the rain in the bamboo forest, a picture pops up on the page: a small bamboo forest, a thatched house, a dim lamp, a cup of tea with fragrance, a refined woman, dressed in white, quietly He stood in front of the window, staring into the distance, listening attentively to the sound of ticking. Listening to the rain reminds me of my youth.

It was raining. My friends and I were playing in the rain. The rain was running on our faces, but we didn't care. We had fun and went crazy. The haze in the sky, the silence on the earth, and the roar of the wind are not as deep into my heart as the sad sound of the rain.

That summer evening, it rained and the wind blew violently. In order to rush to class, I braved the wind and rain, and the rain splashed under the wheels. The wheels were rushing on the highway. The big raindrops wet my clothes and the confusion in front of my eyes.

Along with the sound of rain, the sadness of Yuxiao came from the distance. The sound of the flute is like weeping and complaining, and the sobs are sad and sad, which is chilling and saddening.

The sound of the flute broke the loneliness of the night, echoing in the dark night along with the rain. I like the faint sadness of rainy days. Only this kind of atmosphere can completely relax my mood. Just like my face lying awake on the radiator, my dry and hard body becomes softer and softer, and the various desires that are usually hidden are fermented bit by bit. .

Head. The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the rainy night on the roof where she hides with you, and all the tangled thoughts in her heart.

If you can, who knows? Listening to the rain, I seem to see the trembling peach blossoms in the rain. There will definitely be countless falling reds in the Ming Dynasty, and the place will be desolate if they cannot be picked up.

The light raindrops are like mist, white, kissing people's faces, making them feel slightly itchy; they also lightly wet their clothes. Listening to the rain, I think of myself in my late sixties, the endless memories of past storms, and the unrecoverable youth.

Listening to the rain makes people scared and confused. The raindrops in the sky kept falling, and the city was surrounded by gentle rain.

The night is long, the rain is heavy, the solitary lamp shines, the people are desolate, the wrinkles are deep, the white hair is long, the pain is sad, the heart is broken, the old friends are gone, the old garden is deserted, the peach blossoms fall, the catkins are sad, the wanderer's tears, the jade flute Sad, confused, and long-lasting thoughts. 5. Looking for sad sentences about "rain", preferably original, painful to the point of suffocation

Listening to the sound of rain is like a sad song, the heavy rain can be so lonely.

I cried with the rain, but the rain refused to stop. Only lonely people understand the mood of the rain.

The rain repeatedly sang a familiar melody with sad emotions,

< p> Listening to the sound of the rain, it seems like someone is crying. The downpour has soaked our love.

The rain blurs my memory and I forget to be calm. I have gone through hardships to get where I am today.

There is still much mud on this long road.

The coat that has not yet been dried is stuck in the lonely room.

Facing the heavy heart of tomorrow, there are hanging sad water drops,

It seems that our love cannot wait until the sky clears,

The sound of the rain sounds like Sad mood, my tears floated into the cold rain.

When will the rain stop hurting, when will it heal, and when will I be able to stop missing you?

Jiu Yu’s feelings are still separated after all.

The rainy weather,

The smell of disappearing love,

The feeling of missing you is soaked in the rain. 6. Poems about listening to the rain

1. A group of people sleep together and listen to the autumn rain. The small bamboo mats and light quilts are each cold.

From "Guidian Autumn·Thinking of the Past" written by Zhu Yizun of the Qing Dynasty

Thinking of the past, I crossed the river and saw the low reflection of green moths across the mountains. A group of people sleep together listening to the autumn rain, their little quilts and quilts are each cold.

Interpretation:

Recalling the past on the riverside, the beautiful figures and beautiful distant mountains are reflected in the river. The two of us were on the same boat, listening to the patter of rain, sleeping alone, with thin bamboo mats and quilts, silently enduring the severe cold.

2. It rains on the sycamore leaves at midnight, and the sound of the leaves is parting.

From "Partridge Sky: When the Redness Is About to Use Up" by Zhou Zizhi of the Song Dynasty

When the Redness Is About to Use Up Is About to Use Up. The cool autumn air fills the screen. It rains in the middle of the night on the sycamore leaves, and the sound of the leaves is parting.

Tune Bao Se and dial Jin Ni. At that time, we sang partridge lyrics together. Nowadays, it’s a stormy night in Xilou. Even if I don’t listen to clear songs, I will shed tears.

Definition:

I am keeping a broken lamp alone, which is about to burn out. The sky is getting cold, the autumn air is filling the curtains and silver screens, and the rain is falling on the parasol trees at midnight. Every leaf and every sound is the mournful sound of farewell. At that time, she and I played with each other, stirred the warm aloes in the stove, and sang "Partridge Ci" in unison. It was so joyful. Now, I am alone in this west building, on this windy and rainy dark night, I can't help crying even if I don't listen to clear songs.

3. The boy is listening to Yuge upstairs. The red candle dims the tent.

From "Poppy Poppy Listening to the Rain" by Jiang Jie of the Song Dynasty

A young man listens to the rain song upstairs. The red candle dims the tent. A young man listens to the rain and is a guest in the boat. The river is broad and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are calling the west wind.

Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk’s hut. There are stars on the temples. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless. Before the first term, every step until dawn.

Definition:

When I was young, I listened to the rain in the singing tower, with red candles and tents light in the dim light. When I reach middle age, I am on a small boat in a foreign country, watching the drizzle, the vast river, the water and the sky, and in the west wind, a lone goose that has lost its flock is wailing.

Now that I am in my twilight years, with gray hair on my temples, I sit alone under the monk's hut and listen to the drizzle of rain. Thinking of the joys and sorrows in the world, it always seems so ruthless. In this case, why should we feel emotional? Just let the rain outside the window drop by drop in front of the steps until dawn.

4. Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.

From "Two Poems on the Wind and Rain on November 4th, Part 2" written by Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Lying stiffly in a lonely village, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still think about guarding the Luntai for the country.

At night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream.

Definition:

I lay upright in the lonely and desolate countryside, not feeling sad for my situation, but thinking about defending the country's borders. At the end of the night, I lay in bed and heard the sound of wind and rain, and dreamed vaguely that I was riding an armored horse across the frozen river to fight in the northern battlefield.

5. Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty.

From "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" written by Lu You in the Song Dynasty

The world has been as thin as gauze for many years, so who makes people ride in Beijing. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.

The short paper is laid slantingly, making grass, and the fine breasts of the clear window are used to share tea. Wear plain clothes and don’t sigh in the wind and dust. It’s still time to arrive home during the Qingming Festival.

Interpretation:

The current situation of humanity is as light as a layer of gauze. Who asked me to ride a horse to Kyoto as a guest and be tainted by the prosperity? I stayed in the small building and listened to the patter of spring rain all night. Early tomorrow morning, there were people selling apricot blossoms in the deep alleys. I spread out a small piece of paper and wrote in cursive script calmly. I carefully boiled water, made tea, skimmed the foam, and tried famous teas by the window when the light rain started to clear. Don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain your white clothes. During the Qingming Festival, you still have time to return to your hometown in Sanin by Jinghu Lake.